Date: Sun, 9 Sep 2007 11:28:00 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: The Housesitter. Chapter 6.
Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read
materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains
descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual
and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write:
jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Housesitter: All
Boys Has Secrets. Chapter 6.
The phrase "Pro-teen--A wad a day, keeps the doc away," appeared below all
the initials.
Robby was staggered by his inability to figure out now two things in Corky's
fridge.
He reached inside the zipped bag and fingered around until a piece of the
frozen stuff broke off. He pulled it out and the frost was melting into his
fingers already...he put it in his palm and watched the small mass melt up and
water seeped to the outside of it as a one inch blob of whitish-silver stuff
emerged. He pulled his hand to his face.....OMIGODDD!
"CUMMMMMMMMMMM!" he screamed! He sniffed into it again. The warmer it got
with the air and the heat of his hand, the more intense the scent. "No doubt
about it! Iss'is cummm!!!" Robby yowled.
Now the question was.......WHOSE!!!!
Shit! He knew whose....all'em initials. Loads of 'em, but.... When...How!!!
And WHY????
The bottom of the bag looked all mostly uniform and congealed together....it
was only the top that appeared to have these lines...grooves....and
layers....it was like the first mass was all done and frozen at the SAME TIME! He
studied the initials. They were all like in a row across the bottom of the bag above
the word-phrase, and then a new row formed above it, and another and another.
Then the initials were scribbled all over the place and not as legible as the
bottom ones.
Robby put the bag back in the freezer and closed the fridge to keep more from
thawing.
He kept the one curd of obvious cum in his hand. It was like burning a hole
in his hand the way he held and stared so intently at it.
He was thinking....he didn't know what he was thinking....he might have to
wade through every video copy back at his own house to find the answer. But he
couldn't let go of it. His mind was wretching through it. He needed an answer!
The precious minutes till he had to pack up and go were fleeting. When he
realized the time waste, he shot to his feet off the chair he'd been sitting on
and grabbed at the container of piss and as he lifted it, something stuck to
the top of the fridge. He eased the container up and salvaged what was a label
on the bottom, repasting it with his fingers and then, SHIT! There was a whole
bunch more initials on this thing, too! He was using both hands and still
trying to preserve that gob of teen cock snot that had melted into a syrupy
cumgoo.
The initials were all over the label of the container....just like on the bag
in the freezer. All around the outer edge of the label were words: "PECKERADE
- A real pick me up"!
"Oh man....." Robby flopped back to the chair seemingly exhausted. "He's
drinkin'iss stuff! He's gotta be....drinkin' this stuff! OMIGODDDDD! And the
cum...that's guys' cum...loads'a guys cum! He's gotta eat IT too....EVreeeee
day!!!!! Oh god...this dude...he gots a lifetime supply of fuck to eat!" Robby
bemoaned almost jealously.
His legs stretched out before him, and his toes curled under as his prettyboy
teen cock rose up from his thigh and snapped right up against his heaving
belly as Robby tried to recover himself in this inn of teen happiness that would
live in him for ever!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he sighed...letting his entire body deflate. His
slimmyboy belly went concave and his lower ribs showed. His pisshole oozed it's
bubble of teen juice as his cock held it's head up just above Robby's pubes. His
breathing became erratic....then rapid....his every muscle stiffened and
tightened. He was bringing that palm of teen spoo up to his face...to his nose. He
whiffed it and ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh....his head was spinning! The heat of his hand
had doubled and redoubled the intensity of the teen-scent in his hand. His
lips....they closed on the prize...they touched...they touched the slippery
emission that at a time not so long ago made a young dude quiver and shake, and all
but lose control giving it up!
His lips guppied into the slimy curdle of pure boy nectar....they kept
wiggling in the smoothe shimmery sauce....and soon, Robby's tongue slipped out and sw
abbed his palm clean of the teenjoy remnants he'd preserved to savor now
while thinking of the sparks that fired throughout the shooter's teen body when
he'd let it go!
"Ohhhhhh! So goodphh!" Robby called out with some of the sticky mass on his
lips still. How he'd dreamed of sucking cock...eating prick jam to his heart's
content....and he was getting at least a 'taste' of it fresh as the moment it
was blowed....finally. Finally, it was gonna be Robby's turn!
"Uhh! Unngh! Oopphhh! Mmmmmmmmmmuhhhhhhhhh! Uhyeh! Ohgod! Ohhhsogooood!"
Robby sqwooned as rope after rope of his cockshot striped and crisscrossed his
chest and belly while his entire body bucked and heaved to the thrill only a teen
boy could ever know!!!!!
The Housesitter. Chapter 6.
His whole boy being was supercharged and relegated to shivering mass of
thrills and teen joy like he had never known...never even dreamed he'd get the
chance to know....live....see...wallow in....or swallowwwwwwww!!!!!
His mind started to come back to him, and his task. He couldn't belabor who
and what now, he had to continue the search and discover mission and ready the
funs he'd already found for removal to his own house....and room....and
bed....for play each night for the REST OF HIS LIFE deep and dark under the covers
with all those boy smells he might not ever be able to find again!!!!!
His crazed thinks were making him want to get in bed with all the underwears
and cumrags and piss jar and cum bags and just lick and suck and jerk off till
he couldn't breathe....then take a flyer on up to teenjoyboy heaven with all
his treasures to enjoy foreverrrrrrrrrrr!
Phwooooooo!!!! He sat up with a jerk! He was his perfeck boy self
again....the housesitter....with things to do.....and secrets to hide.
He ran downstairs, cock bobbing and slapping his thighs. He had to get
plastic freezer baggies and jars and stuff...anything he could to fill with the teen
juices he'd found. He just had to take it all with him! He couldn't be the
live with himself ever again if he left this chance for boy happiness on the
table!
'Whoooosh!' and he was back with a shopping bag of things to fill with
teenboy piss....and frozed up cums. "Jus' gotta....can't leave it all...gotta...."
Robby wheezed to himself as he poured about a quart of the piss from the big
jar into a fresh one from the kitchen.
Then he digged his shaking hand into the freezer again for the boy cum bag.
His fingernails digged into the layered crust on the top of the mass of frozen
sperm.
He dropped piece after piece of dislodged spooge layers into the new baggie.
Thennnnnn!
It was like a light burst inside his brain! He hunted Cork's desk junk drawer
and found a hammer. From outside the bag he bashed the looser crust and it
all broke free in a clump!
He was so excited he almost burst out crying!
He shoved the mess of crusted layers in the freezer and ran with the rest of
the smoothed curdle in the bottom of the bag to the bathroom sink and checked
if the initials stayed if he wet them. THEY DIDDDD!!!!
He ran the hot water and stopped up the sink, In no time almost all the
spooge in the bag was a watery syrup of teen cream almost like the second it was
shot into the bag!
He used a plastic cup on the sink to scoop out about 3 ounces. Then he ran
back for his new baggie and poured the cup out into the fresh bag. Holding up
the original to guage quantity....he scooped another three ounces out and poured
it into his baggie.
He drained the sink and left the original bag in it, while he stared at the
draining cup. Lifting it up to the light he could see the spooge syrup
slithering down the sides of the cup. The transparency of the clear plastic let the
light shine through shimmer and sparkle around and through the spermage that
oozed over the inner wall of the cup. It all thrilled Robby sooooooo much....so
much he absolutely couldn't believe what he had in his hands......and now....on
his lips....his tongue....and swirling round and round in his mouth.
The cum scent of boyness seeped up through his nostrils, consuming his senses
and just as he reached for his joystick the fucker went off with one of his
most fabulous cumshots ever!!!!
He got the glimmer of an image....the smells of boycream now filled his
head....made his cock hard....and tingle.....and he had a buzz in his head like
when he blowed pot. Then he choked and was laughing and gagging at the same time
having pictured his brain with a hardon from all the fabbo hots he was giving
to himself.
Still laughing and gripping the edge of the sink, he executed the
ultimate....he picked up the bag of cumslop from the sink and pushed the goo up toward
opening of the bag and laid his pretty boy face right in the slop of all those
boys' cum....allllll those different boys! He sucked in a breath of the
beautiful scent that had become his life this last hours and held it as he wiped his
face into the slop of spent boyspunk.
He remembered wiping his nose clear of the fuckslop....and then nothing.
The bathroom was quiet....bathed in the bright ceiling light. Minutes seemed
to pass like hours! Crumpled to the floor, his head resting against the
toilet, was Robby. He'd passed out!
He had had the ultimate thrill. The dream cum true that he'd never dared to
dream before today! He 'faced' himself into a swirl of teen cum curdle that was
the culmination of 30 boys' quivering, trembling jackoffs. He tasted,
smelled, licked and ate of boys he might not ever get to even see naked in his
life....and now he'd eaten of their sex....their jolts of shooting cums....he'd
eaten of their cocks....he'd eaten their FUCCCCCCCCCKKKK!
As he came out of his daze of cumsuck, he banged his head into the toilet
seat realizing what had happened.
As if his unconscious watched over him and his needs for secrecy and special
treasure handling, the bag was clutched into his belly and not a curdle of
spooge was lost while Robby had detoured into dreamland.
His heart stabbed at him as he lurched awake, and saw all was safe. He didn't
want to check the clock for fear he lost too much precious time....but he
hadn't....it was only a few minutes till he came to with the scent of cum still
gloriously consuming his thinking.
Now he seemed to evolve into precision. He put all goodies in a row on the
sink top. He wondered if he should add 6 ounces of water to replace the spunk
he'd scooped out of the bag, and knew immediately that was not a good idea....so
smart as a whip, he placed the bag back in the freezer but pressed some
things next to it to push the goo up along the sides to the same level as the
original. He would wait an hour before placing the layered clump back on top to
fuse somewhat with the base goo-glop.
This kid was a star! He left the film of fucksauce on his face without wiping
it, and enjoyed firing up his senses again and again from the smells all over
his face of all those boys' juicings.
He was going to piss into the jar every time he had to go till he got it back
to the level it was before he drained the quart out.
He had plans for the layered cums as well....later.
He put everything back in the freezer and fridge and cleaned the bathroom.
He also wanted to get back to the layout of the findings in Jory's room, but
had another dream to fulfill that he wanted to take care of after he finger
scraped the boywad off his face and sucked it all off his fingers.
He cleaned up his face so there were no more teencum smells to mess up his
next venture....on the floor of the closet.
He layed down all naked on his belly and took out Corky's right soccer cleat.
He pulled the tongue down and smurfed his whole face into it and digged his
tongue out into the toebox and licked and slupped the feet of boyteen out of
that shoe....and every sneaker and cleat in the whole closet! His boyteen bubble
butt humped and slippered into the floor making him shiver even beyond the
nerve-ending torment he was receiving from his brain as he recorded the scents
of jockboy from all those funky feet covers he was eating out!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned into one lowcut sneak. He couldn't get
enough...."Ohgodddd! Ogoddddddd!" he squealed into the filthy, scruffy sneaker.
He couldn't...he had to....getttttttttoffffffffffffff! He shot up to his
knees and pummeled that fine cock of his till he was shooting a whole 'nother
load! He had already planned his cum dispensings for the rest of his time at Chez
Corky....House of BOY Cock and Cum! He cupped his free hand to the head of his
frothy dickhead and caught rope after rope of the pearly boy goo till he
slumped back onto his heels and sucked for air till he was recovered and breathing
normal again.
Staggering on his trembling legs he made his way to the fridger and pulled
the frozen gobs of layered smegma out. He droozed his fresh load from his palm
onto the frozed up mass, thence returning it to the freezer. He checked the bag
of newly freezing cum sauce and it was still moist. He would wait till it was
fully frozen before affixing the layered gobs on top. Robby was absolutely
sure Corky was taking one crunchy strip of fuck goo each time he went there to
either eat, suck or coat his prick with when he beat off. He knew for sure
that's what HE would do!
He looked down at the frozen layers. The stuff he'd just laid on was freezing
just like the others. He had guessed right. He gave himself an air medal
polishing and then seemed to drift....and went over to the corner of the bed and
sat letting his hefty balls drape down along the edge of the mattress beneath
his softening, shiny cockhead.
He heaved a heavy sigh and actually whimpered out loud. He was staring at the
clock. It was all winding down so fast. He'd never.....never be able to enjoy
the full benefits Corky and Jory had left for him with less than 30 hours to
go till their return next day.
His eyes were actually welling in tears from his presumed failure.
Then, as if he'd never even thought such dark things, he was up and
high-tailing it into the hall and downstairs to the screening room! He had to get those
tapes reset if any had run out.
He saw one tape end just as he entered the room and happy as a pig in shit
that no copy time had been wasted. He checked the counters on the others and
they were approaching their ends as well. Happiness is resetting all the copying
at once for the next two uninterrupted hours of search and boy snorfing
throughout the house.
The first tape he set for copy was a shocker and he rushed to grab the remote
and fast forward....but then....he seemed to just crumple to the edge of the
chair there and watch....that pig Corky! He set the cam up in his folks'
bedroom and caught them fucking their brains out! He wanted so bad to stay and
watch....and at the same time get to work on the other tapes....but he couldn't
quickly pull away. He kept slipping into thoughts of how Corky was made! THAT'S
the making of Corky!!!! Just like that! Hot and fired! Squealing and grunting
'rents out of control in a frothy mass of sweat, funk, cunt, cock and cum!
So the young dude sat back for a few more minutes and played with his peter
head, rubbing his thumbs....both of them over and around his cockhead and
feeling the sticky dregs of prefuck bubbling up.....and then he licked his thumbs!
Oh man! Licking....sucking his thumbs and wetting them with the silvery slime
of spittyjuice to work back over his peterhead and pisshole one more once!
He shook his head finally, begrudgingly getting up still in full grip of his
newly steeled dick. He just had to get on with the business of teenboy funk
discoverizing and in a wheezing breath as he went for the next tape to copy he
gazed back at the screen of Cork's fucking parents. He kept thinking to himself
that was watching the replay, albeit all these years later, of the 'making of
Corky'. It was just so hot. He thought he'd enjoy watching the 'rents'
'technique' as it were, when he got that tape back to his bedroom.
He was thinking how he wanted to play some of these tapes....as many as he
could....on the big family TV in his house, not just in his room. The wickedness
of watching all this fucking sex in the middle of his house where everyone
watches basic, clean, normal TV shows....to know that Corky's cock would be on
display for his whole wide living room someday made him drool at the mouth.
Anyways, he got the other tapes and dvds to copying and was about ready to
get back to the upstairs and fun with the rubbers in Jory's room. As he turned
to the door....he turned back and went to the last copy he'd set up and
switched it to the monitor of the parent fuck. He didn't know why, he just did it
even though every minute he dallied with this shit was another minute wasted out
of the precious few he had left.
The picture burst onto the big screen and Corky caught his breath!
This was it! THIS was how the cumbag came to happen!
Big as life! There on the screen were about ten kids...balls naked every one!
Jacking and hunching their toy tails for the secret camera to see!
Godddddddddd! Those flexing bubblebutts! Robby's heart jumped into his mouth! He was so
excited at the sight he nearly threw up!
Annnnnnnnd......there was the quart sized plastic bag!
This one kid...Robby couldn't think of his name right off, though he
definitely was familiar....well, he was holding the bag under his cock and wailed out,
"I never waste my load on the floor dudes...I save it...I use it for lube...I
eat it....I suck it....I love my cum!!!"
The others at first laughed out loud and snickered at the doofy idea, but
then some of the kids looked sheepy-like.
Fer sure, they...well some of them were doing the same thing! Their shame
kept them from admitting it like the kid did with the bag.
In a few secs there he was, butt-flexing and humping his massive teenwad into
the bag. The ropes of milky spurge smacked into the sides of the bag and
oozed down. Ohhhh mannnn! Hot!
Two other kids were flushed in the face and looked scared....then rushed to
the first dude and it was all about them being so crazed from watching that
first kid shoot off like that they were peaking at the same time and rushed to
shoot their loads into the bag, too.
Man....Rob could see this was going to be a long scene and he had to wrench
himself away pulling his prick agaaaaaaaaainnnn!!!!! Shakily he made his way
back out and up the stairs.
Back on the screen....displayed for absolutely no one in the screen room:
"Grab'im dudes!" came a cry from one of the kids. Then Corky was swarmed by
at least six of his naked, dick-wacking buds! They flipped him and had him face
down in the air suspended by one dude on each leg and arm.
Underneath, one of the kids held the bag, and another started jacking off
Corky! "Milking time at ol' Cork's corral!" yelled the teen jacka-wacker!
Another kid yelled, " 'Moo', cocksucker! MOOOOOOOO!"
"M-M-Muh-Muh-Mooo-ooo-oooooo!" Corky cow-ed up for the boys who were laughing
so hard they all but dropped their cow-boi!
'SMACKKKKKKK!!!'
"Who said to stop, Moo-boi? Keep it up....and louder....we wanna hear you
givin' up yur juice faggot!" hollered the kid that slapped Corky's ass!
"Mooooooooo! Moooooo-ugghhhhhnnnmmmm! Mooooooooo!"
Damn! Those fuckin' kids loved it!
In almost no time, the rabidly horned-up Corky was firing his boy spooge into
the bag with the first kid's. He cried and squealed and begged and pleaded
with them to stop but there was no stopping the 'milker'! He was going to jack
Corky dry!
It had been so hard for Rob to drag himself away, but he'd have the copies
and just knowing all that was on them, he could build the anxiety for the most
fantastic jerk off sessions with himself in all his borned days! He should only
know! If he'd have stayed for the start of the milking, he might never have
broken away from the room.
He licked his lips as he passed Cork's room and headed for Jory's. He had to
get going on those cummed-in rubbers and then get them all frozed again.
He was so fucking hard from the start of the bag-jacking scene, he was
confident he was going to be able to execute his plan for Jory's rubbers.
He burst through the doorway to the younger brother's room and swooned over
the desktop. He sniffed in all the cum-'roma there. The sperm-jam of all those
boys thrilled him to the core. He was quivering in his pretty boyteen
barenaked skins!
He took the first rubber of those laid out and fully melted....matched the
name to one of the pictures and staggered, half crazed in that wonderful boy
frenzy that shrouds a tingly-dicked young dude in heat!
He lay on his back, legs bent, feet flat to the covers and a sweaty head and
neck to Jory's pillow. Carefully, he raised the rubber above his lips and with
the picture of the boy who jacked into it in the other hand he became all but
delirious as the syrupy spoo-gooze slid down the inside of the precious sperm
bag onto his lips, onto, then under his tongue and then he shivered and
jolted in the sheer unadulterated cock-citement of it all! Tears streamed from the
corners of his eyes as he quaked under the upturned boygoo baggie and
then...ohgoddd....then his boy-tongue snaked up into the opening and licked some more
of the nearly drained cum dregs from around the opening, and inside the lips
of the rubber! He quaked again when he realized his tongue was swirling right
where another boy's dick skins were pumping in that rubber! HE WAS ALL BUT
SUCKING THAT KID IN THE PICTURE! HE WAS TASTING HIS COCK!
The whole bed shook from his tremors. He stared at the beautiful kid whose
face lit up the picture....and whose dick had just fed him such joy like he
never thought he'd ever have!
He slumped inside himself as the lip of the rubber hung from his lips down
his chin all wrinkly, slimed with just a film of the teen joyjelly that used to
fill it.
Robby gasped....he sighed and seemed to sink even deeper into the covers as
he gave in to his mind-numbing adventure.
Occasionally he sticked his tongue into the rubber a little further, and
thrilled to the taste of even more sperm-lick clinging to the insides, but he knew
he wasn't going to lick it clean. That slippery dregs of boyteen was going to
coat his prick! His own prick was going to slip inside that pretty boy's
cummed up rubber and nestle in his waning juices to thrill Robby beyond his
wildest dreams and then be refilled with Robby boyteenspunk!
Oh yes!
Every one of those rubbers was going to be filled with Robby wacksauce. He
already blowed off at least nine times since he found his first housesitting
treasure, and he knew he had 'loads' more to give for his young buds for all
they'd given him!
"Ohyeh! Ohgoddd! Ohdoit! Ummmm! Uhhh! Uhyehahhhh! Mmmmm!"
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